Static Melody
by clippedtrust
· 04/12/2025
Published 04/12/2025 12:56
That riff again.
In the canned goods aisle.
A jolt, a sudden pain,
lasting a little while.
My basket dropped,
a forgotten spree.
Memory just stopped,
what it meant to me.
That worn tape, thin,
that weight, too much.
Where does it begin,
that painful touch?